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16 July 1945'16 July 1945' by River Acheron16 July 1945 by River-Acheron
Now is the hour of destruction!
I see the sum of man's construction
Am I just dreaming this hellish sight?
Become by demons of the night
Death and disease now ruling us all
The sky scorched with that bright fireball
Destroyer! (Like Shiva incarnate)
Of our own hands...it's to be our fate
Worlds collide due to anger and hate
Happily Never After'Happily Never After' by River AcheronHappily Never After by River-Acheron
The Book Opens
Once upon a time (on a dark and stormy night)
I chanced to view your countenance in shrouded dim moonlight
This tale has been told of course, many times in lore
Troubadours have sung our woe in days of bygone yore
I flip the pages of Our book, slowly then somewhat faster
Like these characters, we shall live happily never after....
Chivalry is Dead
Guinevere caught the eye of brave Sir Lancelot
Their love reflected off the spires, all over Camelot
Even Merlin could not discern the the source of such a passion
Never before had love existed in such a fashion
Seemingly some spell on both their hearts was cast
Yet this bliss alas, was surely not to last...
Dear DevinDear Devin,Dear Devin by River-Acheron
You descended not from Heaven, but ascended up from Hell.
The tolling of the bell heralded the death-knell you meted out so well.
The countryside of York wept bitter tears at your arrival. 'Survival of the
fittest'? 'What doesn't kill me makes me stronger'? These clichés do
not apply here any longer! You started out so pure, but along the way
you swerved, thus your banquet is prepared, and dinner is now served: You
dine on decay, you feast on betrayal, you devoured my heart without
any care. But now you eat crow as the Fates turn the screw, so tell me,
dear Devin, now what's eating you?
Game-time! Dare you play for both sides? Attempting to
win (but destined to loose), abusing the power you wield by igniting
the fuse. Do you think you won? Cruising down Route 81. Looking for
fun? Running from self-guilt is futile as chasing the sun. You built up
a deficit, (a debt to yourself), tha
The ForeverdreamThe ForeverdreamThe Foreverdream by River-Acheron
" To die, to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause." - William Shakespeare. Hamlet Act 3, Scene 1
This somnambulistic landscape goes on as far as I can see
This swirling dream of death is no mere mortal fantasy
Reality with it's many layers dissolves from my dying mind
I "wake" to find myself among the etheric dreaming-kind
Theirs is but a fleeting visit to this mythic astral land
To awake in the misty morn heads buried back in sand
Little is it known that this residence is one day permanent
To be plucked from Earth to realms of the surreal and turbulent
"tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished"? No! They must learn!
This "undiscovered country" in which visitors do not return...
Pain does not subside when the heart ceases it's incessant drumming
We ache and hurt as we d
Bread and CircusesBread and CircusesBread and Circuses by River-Acheron
In ancient Rome we rotted out from inside
Repeating history's malicious tide
From unparalleled strength, to brittle and weak
We go the way of the Persians and Greeks
Fat and happy we were, and didn't much care
That Rome's untimely end was soon to draw near
We indulged in vices to make us content
While the whole empire decay's and laments
Bellies were full, we were kept entertained
A layer of discord was slowly sustained
Unaware of our coming destruction
Foundations crumble amid deconstruction
The Visigoths slowly nearing our gates
While the three Furies patiently wait
Atropos cuts the threads of our lives
As Rome gets sacked and the empire dies
Bacchus' wine is now laced thickly with blood
Neptune's mighty trident brings forth the flood
Venus closes up her enormous shell
No love found in an empire that fell
Nero plays on, as our Capital burns
No justice, however, court is adjourned
Food, wine, and games were potent distractions
Splitting up Rome into opposing faction
The Grand Divi/sionThe Grand Divi/sionThe Grand Divi/sion by River-Acheron
"I feel much freer now that I am certain that the Pope is the Antichrist" - Martin Luther
-Sins for sale!-
-Souls for sale!-
Now...for a limited time offer, we are accepting all indulgences!
Renew Catholic allegiances
Cast off any grievances
Come one, come all! Do not tarry, for there is no time to wait
It is to be your holy fate
To fill up the collection plate
-Faith for sale!-
-Christ for sale!-
Now...bow down before all graven images, all ye blessed iconophiles
Lest you burn in Satan's fires
Your bones in bloody little piles
In ecclesiastic matters, we are nigh infallible with no flaw
View the Roman Church with awe
For the Papacy is Law
"Every city or house divided against itself shall not stand" - Matt. 12:25
-Sins are sacred!-
-Souls are sacred!-
Fools...thine Roman Church is a vipers nest of evil iniquity
Selling salvation for money
Practitioners of blasphemy
Shame on you, shame on you
~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 13) !!!FINAL CHAPTER!!!As the jolt passed though my body at Dr. Roivas' touch, I felt myself reach out to my loved ones across the thin veil between this realm and the physical world I desperately have been trying to get back to. At that brief moment, they were all with me and I with them. It lasted but a moment, but *in* that moment, I finally learned the truth.~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 13) !!!FINAL CHAPTER!!! by River-Acheron
"Do you understand now?", asked Dr. Roivas
"Yes", I answered, crying, but strangely at peace...at least in some sense.
"Andrew is dead, and it's all my fault"
With my head clasped in my hands, I finally remembered that horrible day at Rosewater Park.
Oh D.C., do you have a quarter? I wanna make a wish at the well!
...Wouldn't a penny be enough?
Well it's a BIG WISH! It's about us, my love!
Sure, here you go.
I wish I never gave him that quarter! If I didn't, he wouldn't have died.
Great! Now let's see here, I.....HELP ME! D.C.! COME QUICK!
Oh fuck, Andrew! Hold on! I got you! Don't look down, just take my hand!...
~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 12)~Hometown~(Chapter 12)~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 12) by River-Acheron
"Regarding that, Mr. Culpa...It's time we had a little talk...."
I stepped into Doctor Roivas' office which looked exactly like it did in my dream and sat on the leather couch, trying my very best not to quiver. It all comes down to this, of that much I am certain. I watched him close the office door, compose himself, and clear his throat. He slowly walked over to the leather chair opposite of the couch and sat down with his hands folded.
"Mr. Culpa, do you know why you have been brought here today?", he asked in an authoritative, yet caring tone. This guy, whoever he is, truly wanted to help me. "Um...well, I mean, I think I do.", I answered as I stared at my shoes. "But....I don't know how to explain it. It's like, my mind knows, but I can't remember consciously."
I took a deep breath and asked the question that I was so afraid to ask; "An...Andrew is not here, is he?"
Dr. Roivas looked at me with sad eyes behind his thick spectacles and shook his head.
~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 11)~Hometown~(Chapter 11)~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 11) by River-Acheron
Rosewater Park dates back to 1921, a few years after the Little Baroness disappearance. Legend has it, that it got it's namesake from the days when Toluca Prison's executioners would wash their tools in the lake...turning the water a light rose color. As I walked through this maze-like park, I couldn't help but feel the ghosts of the past still lingering here. It seemed as if every tree...every gazebo...told some dark tale best left forgotten. In fact, since my ordeal started, this is the first time that I didn't feel totally isolated and alone. This park was alive. Not with people or fauna, but alive with memories of the past.
...and they were not happy memories at all.
As I walked down the main path in the park that leads to the lake, the snowflakes danced around me as the wind picked up for the first time since everyone vanished. 'This isn't right', I thought to myself. While I should have seen this as a glimmer of hope that the world was not completely
~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 10)~HOMETOWN~(Chapter 10)~HOMETOWN~ (Chapter 10) by River-Acheron
As the elevator descended back down to the lobby, I thought of that strange nurse. "My God...she's been stuck here since the 40's! If I don't find a way to fix things soon, could...that be me one day? While the world goes on without me, I'd be forever stuck in another dimension in 2013 for eternity!", I lamented. "Years from now, I would just be another disappearance in Silent Hill, among a long line of others. Just then, I immediately heard a high pitched screeching sound that brought me to knees. It forced my eyes shut and penetrated directly into my skull.
"Ahhh...fuck! NOW what!!??", I screamed to myself. While I kneeled there, wincing in pain, I felt a strange calmness wash over me, almost opposite of that dreadful siren that heralded in the nightmare world. When the screeching stopped, the elevator door opened up with a *ding*. I was relieved to find that the hospital was back to normal, and that the rusty otherworld was gone. Everything was still vacant of
HOMETOWN FLASHBACKS (part 1)The wind blew especially strong on this blustery November morning. 26 year old Abagael McKeever was running late. "Shouldn't have been up so late with my fella", she told her friend Kathy. "Too late now though, isn't it?"HOMETOWN FLASHBACKS (part 1) by River-Acheron
Kathy looked at at her friend with a smirk on her face. That was so Abagael! Throw caution to the wind and then complain when faced with the consequences. "Yeah Abby, but at least you have a fella! You so much prettier than me. I'm going to be a spinster well into the next decade."
"Relax Kathy..1920 is still two years away. I'm sure I can get you a man by then...now come on. If we wanna make the trolley, we better move our buns"
Kathy and Abagael rushed out of the Hillside Apartments, in the Hillside section of Silent Hill.
"You think we're gunna make it in time, Kat?", asked Abagael, worried. "Robert is gunna tan my hide if I'm not at the boat launch to greet him."
"Your brother will understand, Abby. He puts up with you with far more patience than I w
~HOMETOWN~(Chapter 9)~HOMETOWN~~HOMETOWN~(Chapter 9) by River-Acheron
It was at that moment that...once again...the door to room S-4 creaked open again. I knew this time it would not be empty.
I slowly made my way down the radically altered hellish hallway, towards S-4. From the opened door, I could see a flickering electric light come from inside the patient room, which bounced off the hallway's opposite rusted wall. Muffled was the sound of The Andrew's Sisters 'Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy Of Company B' which played eerily from the inside of patient room S-4. Although I wasn't close enough yet to see inside the room, I could feel both comfort and despair come from it at once - mixed in a blender of conflicting emotions. It was almost as if one of my legs wanted to press forward while the other one reeled back. A part of me wanted to rush into the open door, while another part of me wanted to run back to the corner of the hallway to curl back up into a little ball.
...They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam!